Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Poll Bureau's Unknown Record!I snorted, and to be honest, whether I was the "director" or not, the village chief didn't dare to set me off.In this three-acre land in Xiaoqinghe Village, the only one who has the final say is my grandfather who lit the long-distance station with a fire.The head of our Xiaoqinghe Village has always been a decoration, and it is the head of our Shen clan who can really call the shots.If it weren't for the rule handed down by the elders: all members of the Shen clan are not allowed to enter the village for protection (baozheng), and the village chief's seat will not be his turn to do anything.That’s it. Every time when the village is re-elected, several village chief candidates have to carry a snack box to my grandfather’s house in order to hear a sentence: "Work hard, I vote for you during the election. Votes." Grandpa's words meant that people with the surname Shen, who had a population of more than 80% in the village, would vote for him.
The village chief glanced at Fatty Sun, hesitated and said, "Or, I'll come to your house and talk to you later?"
"Don't lose your appetite. Let's talk about it here. Director Xiaosun is an old comrade-in-arms of my grandson, not an outsider." Grandpa looked a little impatient at the village chief, and he was also anxious to make an inventory. How many ingots the clan could get, it happened that the village chief kept grinding in his ears.Afterwards, my grandfather told me: I knew he was so boring, I shouldn't have elected him as the village chief.
The village chief lost a smile and said: "Old Uncle Shen, I have read the village chronicles of our village before. Since there were village chronicles in the village in the third year of Daoguang period, it is not counted as tonight. I have fished it out in this Daqing River. More than sixty gold and silver ingots. I have seen pictures of several of them, which are exactly the same as the ingots thrown on the boat tonight."
Grandpa had heard it several times before, and the most recent one was the most one, more than ten years ago.There was a fisherman who had fished for a lifetime in the Daqinghe River. Unexpectedly, one day, the fisherman suddenly became wide, and he picked up a small building from the house. Not counting the big fish and meat, he returned it to his hand. The scull was equipped with a motor, and he cast nets in the river every day. The strange thing was that he didn't even look at the fish he caught. Most of them were thrown back into the river, and the bigger ones were taken home to drink.The neighbors on the left and right looked strange, but they can't catch fish?Someone in the village was jealous and wrote an anonymous letter to the police station, saying that he smuggled drugs, sold arms, murdered and arson.
Although the anonymous letter is extremely nonsense, there is a huge amount of property of unknown origin that is somewhat reliable.The police station called the fisherman for questioning.Unexpectedly, the fisherman was afraid of the officials. He asked and answered a hundred questions. He said in a few words: Once he was fishing in the river, he went down with a net, and when he collected it, he realized that the net was not fish but sixteen gold ingots. .
A gold ingot weighs more than a catty. At the time of the gold price, the fisherman sold it at a low price and sold it for a small one million.The news came out, and it caused a small sensation at that time. As long as there is a boat in the house, they all got off the Daqing River. Even if there is no boat, as long as they can dig twice, they dare to plunge into the river bottom to touch the gold.It's a pity that apart from fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs, nothing else can be found in the Daqing River.
The gold ingot was not fished out, and it took a life.One of my elder brothers from a distance plunged into the river and never came up again. When he found him, it was already the next day. His feet were entangled in the water and the whole person was soaked in the river water. When he died, he held his hands high. It was like a pose of surrender.
Seeing that the situation is getting more and more out of control, just at this moment, the person who bought the fisherman’s gold ingots came. He asked an expert to verify that the gold ingots the fisherman sold to him were fake, and the main ingredients were lead and copper. Contains a very small amount of gold.
The news came, and the vigorous gold-fishing movement finally ended amidst shouting and wailing.Originally, that incident was almost forgotten, but today the village chief mentioned it again, and all of us were taken aback.My dad said, "You mean, the gold tonight is also fake?"
"I didn't say that." The village head shook his head, "Also, the sixteen gold ingots were also real."
"What did you say?" Almost everyone said in unison.
"Don't be so loud and call people in again. I finally coaxed the old bear away." The village chief made a silent gesture. He looked around and made sure that no one was seeing him before he whispered: " The person who bought the gold ingots was my relative. He was arrested by people at the police station in the name of reselling gold. In the police station, he was asked to change his statement. The next day there was a fake gold ingot claim."
My dad said: "You make it clear, is the gold ingot real or fake?"
The village chief chuckled and said: "The next day I bought the gold ingot, my relative was not sure, so he found an expert in the jewelry circle. The expert concluded that the ingot is pure gold. It’s just that the purity is a little bit worse. However, because ingots belong to old gold and are limited by craftsmanship, this is also a normal phenomenon; and because it is old gold, the price can be higher."
Grandpa nodded straight after hearing this, and said, "You mean that the gold ingots fished out at the bottom of the river are real. Only because I was afraid that something might happen again did you come to this conclusion?"
"You can say that, but that is not the point anymore." The village chief's voice was a little fluttering because of excitement. "The point is, it can be seen from the situation tonight. There should be a lot of gold on the riverbed of our Daqing River. The silver is scattered. It will take one day to find them all."
The village chief said his thoughts.Two years ago, a dam was built on the upper reaches of the Daqing River.It's just that the past two years have been for flood prevention and flood prevention. The dam's role is to release floods, and the gate has never been closed.
Now as long as the gate of the dam is closed for a long time, the river can be drained, and the things on the river bed are naturally unobstructed.Moreover, from top to bottom on the dam, almost all of us are from the old Shen family. Whether this plan of the village chief can be realized depends on what Grandpa said.
After the village chief said his thoughts, it was time for his grandfather to scratch his head and temporarily close the dam for a long time. This can be big or small. There are three villages on the lower reaches of the Daqing River. Once the river dries, you can't hide it.The village head saw his grandfather's thoughts and said, "Old Uncle Shen, I was thinking about it all the time. So I asked the dam to issue a notice, saying that it would test its ability to shed water, and the dam would temporarily close the gate for one day."
I took a look at the village chief, I have known him since I was a child, and I still haven't seen who he is.It took ten minutes to come back from the river, and he could plan so much.Who is this?
Grandpa was a little moved by him, and Xiao Lao Dao kept mixing beside him and said, "Old Shen, what are you still hesitating about? This is the real picking of gold, sooner or later. As long as you have a word. ."
Grandpa thought for a while, and shook his head, and said, "It still doesn't work. I promised County Magistrate Gan, and there are still a few days left without the drama. Even if the sluice is closed, you have to wait for the boat to disperse, right?"
"Haha." The village chief laughed and said, "Old Uncle Shen, how do you sing when the troupe has run away? Besides, in the past few days, in our village, people die every day in order to sing the boat opera. Do you think County Mayor Gan doesn't have a headache? It just so happened that I borrowed the theater troupe to run this introduction, and the boat show will be over. Don't worry, you don't need to come out all the time, and I'll talk about it from County Mayor Gan."
Seeing everyone eager to try, Grandpa nodded and followed the crowd.
Good thing is not late.After I woke up the next day, I heard that the village chief had already agreed with the county magistrate Gan Daye that due to insufficient preparations for this hundred-year-old boat show, several people died unexpectedly.In addition, the troupe I had previously invited to leave suddenly for no reason, this time the 100-year-old boat opera ends here, and the aftermath is handled by the village itself.
In the afternoon of the same day, the Qinghe Dam upstream issued a notice, starting at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, the dam will be tested for shutting off the water.The test time is about ten hours, and the gate opening time will be notified separately. Hope the downstream villages will be ready.
This is about to start.The play stopped singing, and grandpa's birthday was also worshipped.I didn't want to participate in the rest, so I discussed with Fatty Sun if I would go back sooner.Unexpectedly, Fatty Sun didn't know what medicine he took wrong, so he had to see what was on the bottom of the Daqing River.
It is because of his persistence that he and I opened the prelude to another story after the ghost show...